Yeah, I guess so. Truth of the matter is I am german. Seriously. I'm so german....I mean...I am nausiatingly german on one side of my family.
And the other side is a long line of bloody irish.
But I've never gotten that whole German/Irish thing.
Let's just say 'tempers' have been known to flare in my family. I honestly believe that my grandmother was trying to kill my dad one time.
Anyway...this is all beside the point. I come from a disturbed family, with whom I have absolutely nothing to do anymore.
But I found a pic of that weird yoga thing that what's her name did...it was kind of like this...
Except she was on her head! On wet concrete! In bluejeans!
With me watching...